By no stretch of the imagination could The Creator be considered a Grinch! that was not part of The Creator's nature, but right now there was quite a tetchiness: considered as a whole, the Universe which had come into being was, if not perfect, at least on-balance, rather good; the Civilisation which had developed on Planet Zog 9.5 was really rather excellent, particularly when set against Earth, as it's denizens had chosen to name it; the odd thing was that both had begun identically, each the third planet out from it's Sun, with a climate favourable to Life, and all that The Creator had to do was introduce into each an identical little cell which, in the warm ocean, doubled and doubled and doubled and eventually over aeons produced sentient beings; now, the fact is that they did not look alike, these sentient beings on Zog 9.5 and Earth, but that was the way with natural selection which always amused and entertained The Creator; but the big difference was in the way each race of beings had chosen to interpret Free Will! while the Civilisations of Zog 9.5 chose mutual co-operation and respect, with acceptance of the different racial and religious groupings on their shared planet, the people of Earth had demonstrated selfish disregard, acquisitiveness and Clannish Tribalism, under Kings, Potentates and Demagogues often at odds with their religious teachings and avowed principles, they had turned hypocrisy into an art form; and it had been obvious right from the start, when, on their proper emergence from the succession of ancestors who preceded their ultimate form, they came out of the jungle to settle in that bountiful land of milk and honey – which on Zog 9.5 is still a Sacred Ancestral Home – the Men of Earth pushed their distaff companions aside to seize for themselves the Fruit only to find it bitter on their tongues (oh, they had been warned, but have they ever heeded advice?); why, they had even crucified the last emissary The Creator had sent them to try to demonstrate a Better Way and that at the time when Zog 9.5 scientists had already built their first rocket capable of reaching either of their two Moons; oh, that had pushed the Creator close to plucking their miserable little Earth from the Solar System once and for all; but that would have meant a cataclysmic tsunami right across the Universe and the ripples would have reached Zog 9.5 eventually, and even a whipjack has a right to be what he is, so the Earthlings had been given another chance but, and it's a pretty big BUT their overall behaviour had not improved over the following two millennia; The Creator looked at the entire Universe spread out, a glittering, shimmering, swirl of smoke-circles, spirals, bursting with details – incredible sea shells from the depths of Earth's oceans, scampering springers in the baked deserts of Kan-dol, a shooting-star falling into the utter blackness of a Trillium night – and knew that come hell or high-water it would take something too unspeakable for words to provoke the ultimate sanction of re-winding, but knowing all the alternative Futures meant that if Jakob Feldman's bird-dog mission were to fail, then what must be, must surely be!

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